A/N - Well this is my new fic! My last one (The Fire) might not be updated
for a while because I'm not sure if people actually want it to be. This
takes place in the near future. Monica, Ross, Rachel, Phoebe and Joey were
friends. Then they had a fight or something (I don't quite know what yet)
but they haven't spoken in about a year. Monica had a big relationship with
a guy called Craig. Now Monica lives in LA with Rachel and doesn't really
see the rest of the guys. I hope you like it!!!
Monica looked down at the pile of clothes scattered around her feet. Sometimes she found it hard to believe that she lived in such a mess, if anyone had told her a year ago that she'd be living in LA and be working in fashion she would have laughed in their faces. And if they had told her she'd be doing all this without Craig she would have thought they were insane. She would have said that she and Craig did everything together and were so in love that they were gonna last forever. Their love was like the universe - infinite. But the truth was she was in LA, working in fashion while Craig was . . . . .well he wasn't with her.
"Hey Mon?" Rachel asked as she walked in, quickly scanning the apartment, "you here?"
"Yeah Rach, I'm in the work room" Monica shouted back, though her voice was muffled through the many layers of brick
Rachel threw her bag on the sofa and walked through to the 'work room'. The workroom was simply a large room on the ground floor where Monica kept all the clothes she was sent and the room also housed an exceptionally large collection of fashion magazines. Rachel saw Monica perched on top of a pile on tunic vests. "Hey!" she yelled as soon as she saw her, "What are you doing?! We need those vests for today!"
"I know I know I know!"
Rachel looked over at Monica and began picking up the clothes they would need for today's scenes. In amongst all the mess Rachel couldn't help but notice that Monica didn't seem to mind. A lot had changed since they had moved to LA but at least they still had each other. They hadn't spoken to the rest of the gang in over a year and that suited Rachel just fine, as far as she was concerned; all they needed was each other.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Monica walked into the studio and glanced around for the director. Monica still got a rush of excitement whenever she was on a film set, no matter how, many times she had walked onto one. But movie sets always reminded her of Joey and Craig, no matter how long it had been since she had seen them. She often caught herself wondering what they were up to now, what they were all up to now. Her mom tried to tell her about Ross, but she always stopped her. It was easier to imagine that they were all failures than to hear that he was doing great.
"Excuse me Ms Geller?"
"Yes Mr Copeland?" Monica replied, looking up at her boss
"My daughter is interested in fashion and so I told her that you and Ms Green would be more than happy to show her around for a day"
"Of course Sir" Monica replied, silently praying she could get out of it, "What day will she be here?"
"Today Ms Geller. She's waiting in the car" Mr Copeland walked out to fetch his daughter.
Monica quickly walked over to where Rachel was hanging the clothes on rails. "You'll never guess what" Rachel looked blank so Monica continued, "He wants us to babysit his daughter this afternoon"
"What?! But we're really busy today. It's the last rehearsal day before we shoot!"
Monica sighed, "What can we do? We'll just have to take her"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Right Kathryn, this is where we organise all the clothes for the movies, and that's where the actors try them on. If you want we could try and meet them a bit later. But before them I'd better show you . . . . ."
"Monica! Monica! Monica!" Rachel yelled running over to where Monica was guiding Kathryn around the set, "We really need you!"
"I'm a bit busy right now Rach. . . . "
"Someone's rearranged the wardrobe for tomorrow. We don't know who's wearing what"
"Jesus can't anyone here so anything right?" she muttered under her breath as she led Kathryn in the direction Rachel was headed.
Almost 1 ½ later she was still there, working with a strange girl in a silence she thought would suffocate her. Finally, feeling she would drown in the silence she spoke, "So is there any questions you wanna ask me?"
Kathryn merely shook her head, then obviously feeling the weight of the silence as much as Monica started speaking again, "Erm . . . . . .Erm . . . . . . .How did you get into this business?"
Monica sighed, "It's a long story"
"What, like we're goin anywhere"
Monica stopped arranging the clothes and looked straight at Kathryn, before shifting her gaze to the more comfortable position of looking at her feet, "I used to live in New York with all my friends. Me, Rachel, Ross, Joey, Phoebe and Craig. We were always together, as close as friends can be. Rachel and me even lived across the hall from Joey and Craig. Craig was always my best friend, the one I talked to when things got rough, I loved hanging out with him as a friend, but then on a trip we ended up together. We kept it a secret but soon we were so in love we couldn't hide it. I once told Ross that I had lost a best friend but gained a soul mate. I loved him so much it scared me sometimes. We had everything planned out, we were going to get married, have a big house with three kids and a dog called Bouncer. Everything was sorted. Eventually he proposed and we planned the wedding. On the day I got dressed, went to the church and waited for him. And waited, and waited, and waited. He never showed up. When I got back to our apartment there was a note on the table telling me he loved me, but that he'd been having an affair. Once everyone heard about the letter Phoebe came up to me and gave me a big hug, and said she was sorry but she was the one Craig had been cheating on me with. My own friend, the guy didn't even have the decency to sleep with someone I didn't know. By the end of the day I had learned so many things, Phoebe had been sleeping with my fiancée, Joey had let them use his apartment when I was in and Ross and covered for them. The only people who hadn't known were Rachel and me. I was so mad; do you have any idea what it feels like to know that your friends were laughing at you behind you back? To help you plan your wedding when they knew the groom was cheating on you? I hope you never have to. Later that day I packed a case and ran out of the apartment, Rachel saw me and ran after me. By the end of that day we were at the airport. By the morning we had boarded the only plane that was leaving, one to Los Angeles. I'm a chef, but the only jobs we could find were sales assistants in a clothes store. One day we helped a women pick out some clothes and she offered us jobs working on her TV show. And the rest, as they say, is history"
Kathryn looked at Monica, stunned, unable to believe that a complete stranger had just bared her soul for her. She was unable to believe that someone could suffer so much and then land so spectacularly on her feet. She felt compelled to say something, but couldn't find any words that would match up to what Monica had just said. Eventually she spoke,
"So, you just left?"
"Yeah, got on the first plane and never looked back since"
After a long pause Kathryn spoke again, very softly
"God, what a bastard"
Monica gave a small smile, almost to herself and then whispered "But I still love him"
A/N - Well I hope you like it! This is just a background, scene setting kinda thing. Chandler will be in it very, very, very, very soon!
~Friends Babe~
Monica looked down at the pile of clothes scattered around her feet. Sometimes she found it hard to believe that she lived in such a mess, if anyone had told her a year ago that she'd be living in LA and be working in fashion she would have laughed in their faces. And if they had told her she'd be doing all this without Craig she would have thought they were insane. She would have said that she and Craig did everything together and were so in love that they were gonna last forever. Their love was like the universe - infinite. But the truth was she was in LA, working in fashion while Craig was . . . . .well he wasn't with her.
"Hey Mon?" Rachel asked as she walked in, quickly scanning the apartment, "you here?"
"Yeah Rach, I'm in the work room" Monica shouted back, though her voice was muffled through the many layers of brick
Rachel threw her bag on the sofa and walked through to the 'work room'. The workroom was simply a large room on the ground floor where Monica kept all the clothes she was sent and the room also housed an exceptionally large collection of fashion magazines. Rachel saw Monica perched on top of a pile on tunic vests. "Hey!" she yelled as soon as she saw her, "What are you doing?! We need those vests for today!"
"I know I know I know!"
Rachel looked over at Monica and began picking up the clothes they would need for today's scenes. In amongst all the mess Rachel couldn't help but notice that Monica didn't seem to mind. A lot had changed since they had moved to LA but at least they still had each other. They hadn't spoken to the rest of the gang in over a year and that suited Rachel just fine, as far as she was concerned; all they needed was each other.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Monica walked into the studio and glanced around for the director. Monica still got a rush of excitement whenever she was on a film set, no matter how, many times she had walked onto one. But movie sets always reminded her of Joey and Craig, no matter how long it had been since she had seen them. She often caught herself wondering what they were up to now, what they were all up to now. Her mom tried to tell her about Ross, but she always stopped her. It was easier to imagine that they were all failures than to hear that he was doing great.
"Excuse me Ms Geller?"
"Yes Mr Copeland?" Monica replied, looking up at her boss
"My daughter is interested in fashion and so I told her that you and Ms Green would be more than happy to show her around for a day"
"Of course Sir" Monica replied, silently praying she could get out of it, "What day will she be here?"
"Today Ms Geller. She's waiting in the car" Mr Copeland walked out to fetch his daughter.
Monica quickly walked over to where Rachel was hanging the clothes on rails. "You'll never guess what" Rachel looked blank so Monica continued, "He wants us to babysit his daughter this afternoon"
"What?! But we're really busy today. It's the last rehearsal day before we shoot!"
Monica sighed, "What can we do? We'll just have to take her"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Right Kathryn, this is where we organise all the clothes for the movies, and that's where the actors try them on. If you want we could try and meet them a bit later. But before them I'd better show you . . . . ."
"Monica! Monica! Monica!" Rachel yelled running over to where Monica was guiding Kathryn around the set, "We really need you!"
"I'm a bit busy right now Rach. . . . "
"Someone's rearranged the wardrobe for tomorrow. We don't know who's wearing what"
"Jesus can't anyone here so anything right?" she muttered under her breath as she led Kathryn in the direction Rachel was headed.
Almost 1 ½ later she was still there, working with a strange girl in a silence she thought would suffocate her. Finally, feeling she would drown in the silence she spoke, "So is there any questions you wanna ask me?"
Kathryn merely shook her head, then obviously feeling the weight of the silence as much as Monica started speaking again, "Erm . . . . . .Erm . . . . . . .How did you get into this business?"
Monica sighed, "It's a long story"
"What, like we're goin anywhere"
Monica stopped arranging the clothes and looked straight at Kathryn, before shifting her gaze to the more comfortable position of looking at her feet, "I used to live in New York with all my friends. Me, Rachel, Ross, Joey, Phoebe and Craig. We were always together, as close as friends can be. Rachel and me even lived across the hall from Joey and Craig. Craig was always my best friend, the one I talked to when things got rough, I loved hanging out with him as a friend, but then on a trip we ended up together. We kept it a secret but soon we were so in love we couldn't hide it. I once told Ross that I had lost a best friend but gained a soul mate. I loved him so much it scared me sometimes. We had everything planned out, we were going to get married, have a big house with three kids and a dog called Bouncer. Everything was sorted. Eventually he proposed and we planned the wedding. On the day I got dressed, went to the church and waited for him. And waited, and waited, and waited. He never showed up. When I got back to our apartment there was a note on the table telling me he loved me, but that he'd been having an affair. Once everyone heard about the letter Phoebe came up to me and gave me a big hug, and said she was sorry but she was the one Craig had been cheating on me with. My own friend, the guy didn't even have the decency to sleep with someone I didn't know. By the end of the day I had learned so many things, Phoebe had been sleeping with my fiancée, Joey had let them use his apartment when I was in and Ross and covered for them. The only people who hadn't known were Rachel and me. I was so mad; do you have any idea what it feels like to know that your friends were laughing at you behind you back? To help you plan your wedding when they knew the groom was cheating on you? I hope you never have to. Later that day I packed a case and ran out of the apartment, Rachel saw me and ran after me. By the end of that day we were at the airport. By the morning we had boarded the only plane that was leaving, one to Los Angeles. I'm a chef, but the only jobs we could find were sales assistants in a clothes store. One day we helped a women pick out some clothes and she offered us jobs working on her TV show. And the rest, as they say, is history"
Kathryn looked at Monica, stunned, unable to believe that a complete stranger had just bared her soul for her. She was unable to believe that someone could suffer so much and then land so spectacularly on her feet. She felt compelled to say something, but couldn't find any words that would match up to what Monica had just said. Eventually she spoke,
"So, you just left?"
"Yeah, got on the first plane and never looked back since"
After a long pause Kathryn spoke again, very softly
"God, what a bastard"
Monica gave a small smile, almost to herself and then whispered "But I still love him"
A/N - Well I hope you like it! This is just a background, scene setting kinda thing. Chandler will be in it very, very, very, very soon!
~Friends Babe~